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The clone waved his hand to manifest a cauldron composed of flame that swallowed these two Immortal Sovereigns. He was not burning or torturing them. Instead, he used the Good Fortune Flame to refine them into resources.
He purified their soul and Immortal Qi into its purest form, thus leaving enough pure energy for the Dao Opening Sect to cultivate one Immortal Sovereign.
Two white and blue orbs floated in the cauldron a few minutes later. The white orb contained pure soul energy, and the second orb contained pure Immortal Qi.
"Still not completely finished," commented the clone.
"The second can finish the rest. Remind them to leave this thing as a foundation instead of using it."
It was unwise for the Dao Opening Sect to have another Eternal Powerhouse in the current situation, so these two things will be left for an emergency.
The clone waved his hand, and the orbs disappeared. Then, he asked: "What are you going to do?"
"I meant what I said," replied Wang Wei. "What?
Are you feeling empathy?"
The reason he teased the clone was that the latter was slightly different from him personality-wise; he had to do so to prevent his injury, which was the result of damage to his [Existence], affecting the clone.
"I just want to ensure we use them in the best way possible."
Wang Wei did not immediately explain and looked in the distance.
"The people of the world considered me a Sage because of how I deal with things. I flaunt my power but do not use it unless necessary.
However, I need to show them I can be a tyrant - that I can be cruel."
"So, the Sea is a message - a warning."
"Alright."
The clone snapped his finger, and the entire world changed. All the members of the Panlong and Sea Lion Race disappeared one by one, sending a chill shiver down the members of the Sea Race who watched the event.
The Immortals and Insurgents of those two races were the last to disappear, so they tried to prevent their fate; they activated their race's formations and artifacts, but it was useless. Their fate was annihilated by a higher power, which rendered their attempt absolutely futile.
As such, the two most powerful races from the Sea disappeared from the world, becoming history.
The worst part is the foundation/resources of these two Emperor Lineages also disappeared with them, and people could guess where they went. The sea race was not the only group of people affected by that snap. All the devil cultivators who were used as pawns to spread the news also disappeared.
However, Wang Wei did not annihilate any factions. The devil cultivators were already drastically weakened, so kicking a sick beast was unnecessary.
A collective, silent, and invisible sigh echoed worldwide as people watched what happened to the Panlong and Sea Lion Race. They understood the message behind this cruel massacre. They understand the easy-going Heavenly Emperor who prefers to use diplomatic means for solutions can be cruel when needed.
They understood the honor, glory, and praise that comes with the title of [Sage] or [Wise Ruler] could not bind the Heavenly Emperor morally. Of course, the people who truly knew Wang Wei had long understood this idea was only the wish of certain people. How could morality bind a man who pursues absolute freedom?
"It's done," said the clone, and Wang Wei nodded.
"Let's go wait for our visitors outside."
As he walked outside, he saw the incense of the court had drastically increased.
"It seems that fear and the desire for protection is the best way to gather incense."
As the people felt danger coming from the outside, they prayed to Wang Wei and the other Conferred Gods more piously.
"I hope you're not getting any ideas," said the clone.
"I know it's not a cost-effective or lasting business model to use fear to gather incense," he replied nonchalantly. "Well, at least not in my own backyard."
He continued walking as he visited some sites in the court; every time he looked at the design, he praised his creativity and vision. He did not wait long as his first visitor arrived.
"Your majesty, please leave a way out for the sea race."
Wang Wei slowly turned around to see a man kneeling on the ground, face deep on the floor; he was from the Teng She clan.
"I'm not bloodthirsty, hence why I only targeted the two people involved in this matter," said Wang Wei calmly. However, this representative did not get up.
"Please, give us a chance."
"I believe in balance, so I did not remove your God Positions," continued Wang Wei. "However, you should understand the danger of not having an Eternal Powerhouse while possessing all these resources."
"I...understand."
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